I thought I’d chime in on this one since I happen to be the “swimmer” from boat B:)……
You’re correct BK. If someone would have told me I’d be swimming on Saturday, I wouldn’t have believe it, but somehow it did happen. It was a good reminder to always keep your safety in mind, but in this case in all honesty, other than the freak show of sporting 3 adam’s apples for a few hours, it really wasn’t a big deal. I’m certainly not advocating unsafe acts here, but in the event someone else should take a dip under similar circumstances I thought I’d share my experience so others might know what to expect. First off, I’ll say that I was very surprised at how uneventful this was for me personally. I’m sure it could be a very different situation if one were to panic, but I was not stressed at all. There was no feeling of sheer terror, no forces sucking the air out of my lungs, etc. I simply fell into water that felt pretty damn cold. Here’s how it went down.
We were pulling down stream dragging jigs and noticed a boat coming right at us. I watched the person in the bow of that boat physically turn the head of the bow mount 90 degrees to the left. At that point, I thought we were all good and went to studying my rods and the electronics again. The next time I looked up again, I was surprised when this boat was still coming right at us. Again, the guy in the bow moved the power head straight left, but the boat didn’t respond. He said “trolling motor is broke and won’t steer”. At this point, we’re really close and I really wanted to avoid a bunch of glass rash on my boat, so I was very keen to push them off when they got close enough. At the same time I pushed on their bow, the other guy pushed on ours, and he must have had Wheaties for breakfast that day, ’cause he pushed off a lot harder than me. I quickly found myself with half my weight on my arms on their bow, and the other half on my feet on the bow deck of my boat. The whole human bridge thing was working awesome…….for like a half second…..! I realized that there was no way I was making it back in my boat, so I decided to make a lunge for their bow. Besides; they looked like a lot better fisherman than my partner, so I figured I didn’t have anything to loose……other than being on a boat with a broke A$$ trolling motor:). Despite my best effort to complete a Fosbury flop onto their front deck, all my 270 lb physique could muster was a tentative hold on their gunnel with my waist down dragging in the river. They tried pulling me in their boat by my shoulders, but I declined and said I’d just swim to the back of my boat. They didn’t seem too confident in this plan, but honestly, it was no big deal at all. It was a very short distance and I covered it quickly. I pulled the pin on the emergency ladder and climbed aboard under my own power. Was I wet?…yup. Was I cold? Not at this point too much, but that would kick in later since I couldn’t find anyone to loan me some size 15’s to keep my feet warm:). Where are all my fellow Hobbit’s when I need them?……
Anyway…….moral of the story is be safe, but if you do find yourself in the water unexpectedly, don’t panic. You likely have more time than you think to get back in the boat.